Clark and Ian took me for sight seeing almost immediately after we arrived in London. Clark seemed bored obviously, not concealing his apathy and Ian tried to look interested when I gushed about little things. They were raised in London so of course I didn't expect them to share my enthusiasm, especially not the uptight Clark.
We were now around Buckingham palace, the home of the British king and queen. Clark was just standing and he scowled when Ian went to click a picture of him. I was standing a little away from Clark and the moment I saw Ian click a picture, I ran from behind and pounced on Clark's back. He staggered a little from my weight as I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist tightly. I then pinched his cheeks and at that very moment, Ian clicked another
